If I Were A King
Composer(s): Joe Bataan; Nitollano
Performer(s): Joe Bataan



If I were a king (if I were a king)
I'd tear me crown
And if I were a millionaire, oh baby (oh baby)
You'd own all that I own
Just tell me that you care
And you're going where I want to

If you say you love me (tell me you love me)
I'll give you that as ???? girl
Just whisper that you want me
And you'll be me girl
And, you can have pearls in your hand
Just as long as I'm your man

Darling, there is gonna be no rule in the whole wide world
That's gonna stop this guy from walking against you
There's gonna be no river deep enough baby
That I can't swim, to be beside you
(If I were a king ) (If I I were a king)

And if that's all to ????, I write a song to you
I'll climb the last mountain top
And shout up there that I love you, you

If I were a pet, girl
I ???? for you ?????
And if I were a poor boy, I'd offer you a toy
But, nothing's gonna stop me, yeah
To try to get next to you, oh
Just as long as I can, I'm your man

That's right darling
There"s gonna be no rule long enough in the whole wide world
That's gonna stop this guy from getting to you
Believe me, you found a king
And if all the riches and all the treasures in the whole wide world
Aren't enough to satisfy you, darling
But you can have my heart
And believe me, yes you better believe
With my heart you can go a long, long way
I'm telling you
All it's gonna take, all it's gonna take
Is for you to be my queen

Let this daddy here be your king 

El Pintor De Las Mujeres Soles
Composer(s): Silvio Rodríguez
Performer(s): Silvio Rodríguez



El pintor de las mujeres soles
abandonado en su empecinada claridad
Hizo su último viaje ya muy solo
sobre el Atlántico
y fue sepultado cuando llegó

El pintor brilloso como la Luna
con su pelo largo con su barba culta de polvo
Escupió al cangrejo desde un dibujo
y le puso fecha a su despedida
Y siguió queriendo aunque no fue amado
ni como ser humano
Y siguió aprendiendo el camino de la soledad
en todo momento

Y se fue entre ceras alucinantes
con su pelo largo con su barba culta de polvo
Descargando gritos sobre las armas
mientras los beatos se persignaban
y el no tuvo iglesias
pero algo de altares al amor
hubo entre sus lienzos
Y en la fantasía iba platicando su viaje
hacia el universo

El pintor de las enredaderas de luz escribió
sus últimos signos con triste desesperación
Y dejó sus restos a los amigos
y dejó sus restos a los amigos
pidiéndole sólo paredes para sostenerlos
pidiéndole sólo paredes para sostenerlos

If I Were A Carpenter
Composer(s): Tim Hardin
First recording/First release by: Tim Hardin - 1962/1967
Covered by multiple other artists

Titles In Other Languages:
1966 - Si J'étais Un Charpentier
1967 - Se Io Fossi Un Falegname
1967 - Hvis Jeg Var Arbejdsløs



If I were a carpenter 
and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? 
Would you have my baby? 

If a tinker were my trade 
would you still find me
carrin' the pots I made 
followin' behind me

Save my love through loneliness
Save my love for sorrow
I'm given you my onliness
Come give your tomorrow

If I worked my hands in wood
Would you still love me? 
Answer me babe, "Yes I would 
I'll put you above me" 

If I were a miller 
at a mill wheel grinding
would you miss your color box
and your soft shoe shining? 

If I were a carpenter 
and you were a lady
Would you marry me anyway? 
Would you have my baby? 
Would you marry anyway? 
Would you have my baby? 

El Perdido
Composer(s): Adán Moreno H.
Performer(s): Javier Solís



Se terminó el camino y no logré encontrarte
las sombras del recuerdo se agigantaron más
Y yo desesperado perdido en lo perdido
con los ojos marchitos de llorar y llorar

Te busqué entre las sombras te busqué en el pecado
te busqué entres las almas te busqué en el dolor
Y si no he de encontrarte porque tú ya no existas
que se extingan los cielos que me perdone Dios

Te busqué entre las sombras te busqué en el pecado
te busqué entres las almas te busqué en el dolor
Y si no he de encontrarte porque tú ya no existas
que se extingan los cielos que me perdone Dios
que se extingan los cielos que me perdone Dios

Se Io Fossi Un Falegname
(Adapted from: If I Were A Carpenter - 1962/1967)
Performer(s): I Dik Dik - 1967

Titles In Other Languages:
1966 - Si J'étais Un Charpentier
1967 - Hvis Jeg Var Arbejdsløs



Se io fossi un falegname e tu una signora
tu credi davvero che mi vorresti ancora
avresti negli occhi la stessa dolcezza
oppure sarebbe soltanto tristezza

No non mi rispondere forse non lo sai
preferisco non crederlo non rispondermi mai

Se tu amassi un povero dimmi saresti tu
o saresti un'altra che vorrebbe di più
e quello che ti offro é importante per te
o vivi soltanto veramente per me

No non mi rispondere...

Se io fossi un falegname e tu una signora
tu credi davvero che mi vorresti ancora
avresti negli occhi la stessa dolcezza
oppure sarebbe soltanto tristezza

No non mi rispondere...

El Peor De Los Caminos
Composer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
Performer(s): José Alfredo Jiménez
and multiple other artists



Voy a morirme solo
sin molestar a nadie
voy a morirme lejos
cuando mi amor se acabe

Desesperadamente
sin ley y sin destino
le contare a la gente
que fuimos dos amigos

Entre mi amor y el tuyo
dentro de nuestras vidas
hay algo que aunque quiera
no puedo remediarlo

Por eso me despido
llevandome conmigo
este cariño grande
que tengo que matarlo

Voy a morirme solo
sin molestar a nadie
voy a morirme lejos
cuando mi amor se acabe

Escogere del mundo
el peor de los caminos
y le dire a la gente
que no nos conocimos

Entre mi amor y el tuyo...
(se repite)

If I Were A Blackbird
Composer(s): Arthur Darley; Delia Murphy
Performer(s): Ronnie Ronalde
and multiple other artists



If I were a blackbird, I'd whistle and sing
I'd follow the ship that my true love sails in
And on the top rigging I'd there build my nest
And pillow my head on her lily white breast

El Pecador
Composer(s): Alejandro Fuentes Roth
Performer(s): Javier Solís
and multiple other artists



Reconozco Señor
que soy culpable
se que fui
pecador imperdonable
Hoy te pido Señor
me vuelvas bueno
porque tengo un amor
limpio y sincero
Y si voy a seguir
siendo igual que antes fui
no la dejes venir
a llorar junto a mí
Quítame su amor
porque soy un pecador
pero a ella, pero a ella
no la dejes sufrir
no la dejes sufrir
no la dejes sufrir
De lo malo de ayer
hoy me arrepiento
es por eso que vengo
hasta tu templo
Hazme bueno Señor
te pertenezco
soy tu hijo también
y lo merezco
Y si voy a seguir
siendo igual que antes fui
no la dejes venir
a llorar junto a mí
Quítame su amor
porque soy un pecador
pero a ella, pero a ella
no la dejes sufrir
no la dejes sufrir
no la dejes sufrir

If I Were A Blackbird
Composer(s): Alister Armstrong; Judson Armstrong
Performer(s): Helen Creighton



I once knew a maiden, a maiden so rare
Fell in love with a sailor, a young sailor beau
She courted him dearly, by night and by day
Til at length this young sailor, he sailed far away

And if I were a blackbird, I'd whistle and sing
I'd follow the ship that my true love sails in
And on the top rigging I'd there build my nest
And I'd fly like a seagull to his lily white breast

My true love is handsome in every degree
My parents despise him because he loves me
Well, let them despise him, or say what they will
While there's life in my bosom, I'll love the lad still 

And if I were a blackbird, I'd whistle and sing
I'd follow the ship that my true love sails in
And on the top rigging I'd there build my nest
And I'd fly like a seagull to his lily white breast

If I were a scholar, I could handle a pen
One long, loving letter unto him I'd send
I'd tell him my sorrow, my grief and my woes
If I could but find him I'd crown him with gold 

And if I were a blackbird, I'd whistle and sing
I'd follow the ship that my true love sails in
And on the top rigging I'd there build my nest
And I'd fly like a seagull to his lily white breast

I’m just a young sailor and my story is sad
For once I was happy and a brave sailor lad
I courted a lassie by night and by day
But now she has left me and gone far away

And pillow my head on her lily white breast
Whistle and sing, whistle and sing
I’ll follow the ship that my true love sails in

El Paso City
Composer(s): Marty Robbins
Performer(s): Marty Robbins; David Allan Coe; Meat Puppets



From thirty thousand feet above
The desert floor, I see it there below
A city with a legend
The west Texas city of El Paso
Where long ago I heard a song
About a Texas cowboy and a girl
And a little place called Rosa's
Where he used to go and watch this beauty whirl

I don't recall who sang the song
But I recall the story that I heard
And as I look down on the city
I remember each and ev'ry word
The singer sang about a jealous cowboy
And the way he used his gun
To kill another cowboy
Then he had to leave El Paso on the run

El Paso Cit-y, by the Rio Grand-e
The cowboy lived and rode away
But love was strong he couldn't stay
He rode back just to die in that El Paso sand
El Paso Cit-y, by the Rio Grand-e
I try not to let you cross my mind
But still I find there's just a mystery
In the song that I don't understand

My mind is down there somewhere
As I fly above the badlands of New Mexico
I can't explain why I should know
The very trail he rode back to El Paso
Can it be that man can disappear
From life and live another time
And does the mystery deepen 'cause you think
That you yourself lived in that other time

Somewhere in my deepest thoughts
Familar scenes and memories unfold
These wild and unexplained emotions
That I've had so long but I have never told
Like every time I fly up thru the heavens
And I see you there below
I get the feeling sometime
In another world I lived in El Paso

El Paso Cit-y, by the Rio Grand-e
Could it be that I could be
The cowboy in this mystery
That died there in that desert sand so long ago
El Paso Cit-y, by the Rio Grand-e
A voice tells me to go and see
Another voice keeps tellin' me
Maybe death awaits me in El Paso

El Paso Cit-y

If I Was The Priest
Composer(s): Bruce Springsteen
Performer(s): Bruce Springsteen; Allan Clarke



Well there's a light on yonder mountain
And it's calling me to shine
There's a girl over by the water fountain
And she's asking to be mine
And ain't that Jesus, he's standing in the doorway
With a buckskin jacket, boots and spurs, so really fine
He says "We need you up in Dodge City, son
'Cause there's oh so many bad boys (just too many outlaws)
Tryin' to work the same line"

Well now if Jesus was the sheriff and I were the priest
If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief
Oh and Papa rode shotgun for the Fargo line
There's still too many outlaws
Tryin' to work the same line

Now old sweet Virgin Mary
She runs the Holy Grail saloon
Where for a nickel they'll give you whisky
And the personally blessed balloon
And the Holy Ghost, he's the host with the most
He runs the burlesque show
Where they let you in for free
But oh hit you for your soul when you go
And Mary serves Mass on Sunday
And then she sells her body on Monday
To the bootlegger who will pay the highest price
But he don't know he got stuck with a loser
Mary's a stone junkie, what's more she's a boozer
And she's only been made once or twice
By some kind of magic

Well things ain't been the same in Heaven
Ever since big bad Bobby came to town
He's been known to down eleven
And then ask for another round
And me I got scabs on my knees
>From kneeling way too long
I gotta take a stand, be the man, up where you belong
And forget about the old friends and the old times
Because there's just too many new boys
Tryin' to work the same line

Well now if Jesus was the sheriff and I were the priest
If my lady was an heiress and my mama was a thief
Oh and Papa rode shotgun for the Fargo line
There's still too many bad boys
Tryin' to work the same line

Now there's a light on yonder mountain
And it's calling me to shine
There's a girl by the water fountain
And she's asking to be mine
And Jesus, he's standing in the doorway
With his six-guns drawn, and ready to fan
He says "We need you son, up in Dodge City"
But I'm already overdue in Cheyenne

El Paso
((Dutch Version: De Derde Straat Links Op Het Nummer 15 (Wendy Van Wanten) -1996))
Composer(s): Marty Robbins
First release: Marty Robbins - 1959
Covered by multiple other artists



Out in the West Texas town of El Paso
I fell in love with a Mexican girl
Night-time would find me in Rosa's cantina
Music would play and Felina would whirl
Blacker than night were the eyes of Felina
Wicked and evil while casting a spell
My love was deep for this Mexican maiden
I was in love but in vain, I could tell
One night a wild young cowboy came in
Wild as the West Texas wind
Dashing and daring
A drink he was sharing
With wicked Felina
The girl that I loved
So in anger I
Challenged his right for the love of this maiden
Down went his hand for the gun that he wore
My challenge was answered in less than a heart-beat
The handsome young stranger lay dead on the floor
Just for a moment I stood there in silence
Shocked by the Foul Evil deed I had done
Many thoughts raced through my mind as I stood there
I had but one chance and that was to run
Out through the back door of Rosa's I ran
Out where the horses were tied
I caught a good one
It looked like it could run
Up on its back
And away I did ride
Just as fast as I
Could from the West Texas town of El Paso
Out to the bad-lands of New Mexico
Back in El Paso my life would be worthless
Everything's gone in life; nothing is left
It's been so long since I've seen the young maiden
My love is stronger than my fear of death
I saddled up and away I did go
Riding alone in the dark
Maybe tomorrow
A bullet may find me
Tonight nothing's worse than this
Pain in my heart
And at last here I
Am on the hill overlooking El Paso
I can see Rosa's cantina below
My love is strong and it pushes me onward
Down off the hill to Felina I go
Off to my right I see five mounted cowboys
Off to my left ride a dozen or more
Shouting and shooting I can't let them catch me
I have to make it to Rosa's back door
Something is dreadfully wrong for I feel
A deep burning pain in my side
Though I am trying
To stay in the saddle
I'm getting weary
Unable to ride
But my love for
Felina is strong and I rise where I've fallen
Though I am weary I can't stop to rest
I see the white puff of smoke from the rifle
I feel the bullet go deep in my chest
From out of nowhere Felina has found me
Kissing my cheek as she kneels by my side
Cradled by two loving arms that I'll die for
One little kiss and Felina, good-bye

If I Was A Boy
Composer(s): James Alan Shelton
Performer(s): Eartha Kitt



If I was a boy I'd know the things a girl shouldn't know
I'd go where girls shouldn't go
So, oh so girls shouldn't, so

If I was a boy, I'd had come of age a long time ago
It would be a joy, if I was a boy

If I was a boy, I'd do so much a girl can't explain
I'd pack and catch me a train
Go out and raise me some cain

If I was a boy, there'd be some use in having a brain
It would be a joy, just to be a boy

There is such a lot a girl is got to cope with
There are times I think I'm busting at the seams

But as long as I have something left to hope with
I still have my dreams

If I was a boy, I'd have no wings like girls seem to sprout
Learn things that girls seem to doubt
Spread my activities out

If I was a boy, I'd know what all the shouting's about
It would be a joy, just to be a boy

There is such a lot a girl is got to cope with
There are times I think I'm busting at the seams

But as long as I have something left to hope with
I still have my dreams

If I was a boy, I'd have no wings like girls seem to sprout
Learn things that girls seem to doubt
Spread my small activities out

If I was a boy, I'd know what all the shouting's about
It would be a joy, just to be a boy

Doggone it, if I was only a boy, the things I wouldn't do
I'd take a trip to .....

If I Was
Composer(s): D. Mitchell; Midge Ure
Performer(s): Midge Ure



If I was a better man

Would fellow men take me to their hearts?
If I was a stronger man
Carrying the weight of popular demand

Tell me
would that alarm her?
I'd never harm her at all

If I was a soldier
captive arms I'd lay before her
If I was a sailor
seven oceans I'd sail to her

If I was a wiser man

Would other men reach out and touch me?
If I was a kinder man
Dishing out love for a hungry world

Tell me
would that appease her? 
I want to please her again

If I was a painter

I'd paint a world that couldn't taint her
If I was a leader

On food of love from above I would feed her
If I was a poet

All my love and burning words I would show it
If I was a lover

Her eyes in kisses I would cover

Come here
my baby
oh
they can't touch you now

I'll keep you safe and warm
I'll never leave you at all
Come here
my baby
oh
they won't touch you

Dishing up love for a hungry world
tell me
would that appease you?
I want to please you again

If I was a soldier
captive arms I'd lay before her
If I was a sailor
seven oceans I'd sail to her
If I was a painter
I'd paint a world that couldn't taint her
If I was a leader
on food of love from above I would feed her

El Organillero
Composer(s): Agustín Lara
Performer(s): Javier Solís
and multiple other artists



Cantando por el barrio del amor
se cansa mi organillo de llorar
se mete en las orejas su rumor
y se oye por todita la ciudad

Cantando por el barrio del amor
se cansa mi organillo de llorar
se mete en las orejas su rumor
y se oye por todita la ciudad

Ya se va el organillero con su tema juguetón
es olvido y es amor
y se aturde todo el barrio y se salta el corazón
cuando canta su canción

En sus quejas dolorosas cuántas cosas me contó
sonecito callejero, lastimero y juguetón

Ya se va el organillero nadie sabe dónde va
dónde guarda su canción
Pobrecito organillero si el manubrio se cansó
dale vuelta al corazón

Ya se va el organillero nadie sabe dónde va
donde guarda su canción
Pobrecito organillero si el manubrio se cansó
dale vuelta al corazón

If I Steal A Kiss 
Composer(s): Nacio Herb Brown; Edward Heyman
Performer(s): Frank Sinatra



If I steal a kiss, dear
I’ll surely return it some day
If I steal your dreams, dear
I’ll bring them back some way
And if I take your moonlight
I’ll bring it back more divine
But if I steal your heart, dear
I’ll keep it close to mine

And if I steal your moonlight
I’ll bring it back more divine
But if I steal your heart, dear
I’ll keep it close to mine
I’ll keep it close to mine

El Oficio De Cantor
Composer(s): Facundo Cabral - Osvaldo Avena
Performer(s): Facundo Cabral



El oficio de cantor es cosa maravillosa
¡Caray! que contarle al mundo que en casa nació una rosa
O que vino del oriente nueva mariposa
Que Dios y la verdad viven en todas las cosas
El oficio de cantor es cosa maravillosa
El oficio de cantor es tan venturoso
Para el sediento la copla es el agua milagrosa
O compartir con siria con esa cuestión misteriosa
Que es nada más que la vida aunque la llamen milonga
El oficio de cantor se aprende teniendo ganas
Abriéndole al sol la puerta y a la sombra la ventana
O dándole tiempo al tiempo para el verso, para el trigo
Para la fe y la esperanza, el perdón y las espinas
El oficio de cantor es cosa maravillosa
Ser cantor no es un oficio, es ser espía del viento
Que se canta con su voz, que es Dios repartiendo
El verbo es andar soles y lunas con la manzana entera
Que el Señor puso en mis manos para dársela a cualquiera
Para cantar compañero hay que perder todo el miedo

If I Should Lose You
Composer(s): Ralph Rainger; Leo Robin
First performance: Gladys Swarthout & John Boles - 1936
Covered by multiple other artists



If I should lose you
The stars would fall from the sky
If I should lose you
The leaves would wither and die

The birds in Maytime
Would sing a mournful refrain
And I would wander around
Hating the sound of rain

With you beside me
The rose would bloom in the snow
With you beside me
No winds of winter would blow

I gave you my love
And I was living a dream
But living would seem in vain
If I lost you

El Número Uno
Performer(s): Fernando Ubiergo



Tenía el mundo entero entre sus manos
Tenía el alma fuerte para volar
En su rincón paraba los cuatro vientos
Nació con buena estrella para triunfar

Y fue esa tarde negra, Río de Janeiro
cuando quebró sus alas la oscuridad
Vuela, campeón... vuela otra vez
Yo sé que hay gente en todas partes
que aún puede querer
Otra vez alza tu frente
no hay nada que esconder
Vuela Cóndor, amigo
que el sol brilla otra vez

Tenía en su espalda el número uno
Y la mirada atenta como guardián
Tenía mil sonrisas y otro futuro
y una estrella blanca por qué luchar

Y fue esa tarde negra, Río de Janeiro
cuando quebró sus alas la oscuridad
Vuela, campeón... vuela otra vez
Yo sé que hay gente en todas partes
que aún puede querer
Otra vez alza tu frente
No hay nada que esconder
Vuela, Cóndor, amigo
que el sol brilla otra vez

If I Said You Had a Beautiful Body (Would You Hold It Against Me)
Composer(s): David Bellamy; Howard Bellamy
Performer(s): The Bellamy Brothers



If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me
If I swore you were an angel
Would you treat me like the devil tonight
If I were dying of thirst
Would your flowing love come quench me
If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me

Now we can talk all night about the weather
Tell you 'bout my friends out on the coast
I could ask alot of crazy questions
Or I could ask what I really want to know

If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me
If I swore you were an angel
Would you treat me like the devil tonight
If I were dying of thirst
Would your flowing love come quench me
If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me

Now rain can fall so soft against the window
The sun can shine so bright up in the sky
But daddy always told me, "Don't make small talk"
He said, "Come on out and said what's on your mind"

If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me
If I swore you were an angel
Would you treat me like the devil tonight
If I were dying of thirst
Would your flowing love come quench me
If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me

If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me
If I swore you were an angel
Would you treat me like the devil tonight
If I were dying of thirst
Would your flowing love come quench me
If I said you had a beautiful body
Would you hold it against me